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He froze, hand on the handle of the door, pausing. Why was he here again. He shook his head and walked back through the apartment to his desk. It had been one of those moments where you found yourself standing somewhere with no memory of what your intentions might have been. He was a little distracted of late. He sat down at the wooden desk and idly ran his fingers around and over the keys of the typewriter. It was a shame that he had nothing to write about. He pursed his lips and nodded to himself, looking around at the whitewashed walls, the simple furniture of dark wood. He shook his head again, the same tic. Of course he did! He was goi

Meri's tail twitched nervously from side to side. She grabbed the tufted end, snatching it from its latest swing and held onto it tightly, fiddling with the end as she watched her project edge closer to realization. The boat was hanging precariously over the short cliff. Vella and Lyr had tied ropes to it and were gently letting it down. The hope was to let it down into the water below, without dashing it to piece on the rock. Meri was small and slight, with a frame of black hair. The other two Jotun were much more suited to boat-lowering – the swarthy, well traveled and already experienced sailor Vella, with her red knotted hair, and t

Fenja sat on the fallen tree, her face a mask of concentration. She carefully drew her knife over the object in her hand, being incredibly precise in the final moments of creation, the strain of having to keep still and quiet evident in her expression. Finally she relaxed, holding up the now smoothed, bent piece of wood. A smile widened across her face as she observed her handiwork. "There we go!" she declared. "I still got it! This boomerang will knock a Kensha cold." "Wow!" said the naga who had been patiently watching over her shoulder as she worked, her freckled face and mismatched eyes lighting up in delight. "Yep, it'll work just gr